I rarely give out one star ratings, but this was just painful to read. not only is the prose flat and uninteresting, but the characters, the plot, and the conflict in this novel, all of which ought to have been gripping considering the premise, felt forced and stilted. I have so many issues with this novel I don't even know where to begin.
For starters, the characters had all the complexity and depth of cardboard cut-outs. Everything about their interactions with each other, which ought to have been complicated and nuanced, felt awkward and ham-fisted. As you can probably guess from the blurb, this is the story of a young Polish-Jewish woman, Emma, whose husband is involved with an underground Jewish resistance movement, and who becomes involved with the movement herself after escaping (in the most anticlimactic way imaginable) from the ghetto the Nazis set up in their city. Her beloved husband Jacob is absent for most of the novel, and Emma never lets you forget it because she thinks about her pure uncomplicated feelings for him constantly, though she barely knew him a year before they got married and he went underground pretty soon after that. Jacob himself is written into this shining paragon of perfection with absolutely no discernible flaw (or distinguishing character traits), which might have been meant to make the reader care about him, but he just comes off as boring and inconsequential to the actual events of the story. I mean, if he up and died in the middle of the book, it would have hardly changed the course of the story, except Emma would then wax poetic about how much she misses him twice as often. Emma's powerful feelings for her absent heroic husband are meant to cause tension and raise the stakes when the Kommandant enters the picture and Emma begins working with him/spying on him for the resistance and they are *gasp* irresistibly attracted to each other. Shocking, I know. I won't get into the faux-pas of having a married Orthodox Jewish woman have feeling for a Nazi, even if these feelings are "complicated", because such a thing needs to be handled with far more care than Jenoff's heavy-handed writing could manage, but anyway. Emma and Jacob are so boring, you'd think this new elicit affair might be interesting, but it is instead just awkward and uncomfortable. All of their interactions are so forced, and Jenoff really overdoes the brushing of knuckles and the meeting of gazes, without actually investing time into convincing the reader that there is actual meaning behind all these. The Kommandant's sudden interest in Emma when they meet is unexplained beyond a sort of "coup de foudre" love at first sight tackiness that makes zero sense. As for Emma, she'll never let you forget how conflicted she feels about all this by ceaselessly monologuing internally about how she "should hate him" because he's a Nazi, but she's just so drawn to him, but oh the guilt, but he's so handsome, but he disgusts her, but she must do this for the resistance, and oh the pain! It all comes off so artificial and fabricated, I couldn't believe it for a second. The Kommandant himself is probably the worst version of the "sympathetic Nazi" trope I have seen to date. He is shown to be a kind man, and yet we are also vaguely informed of his vague complicity with Nazi war crimes. Basically, I never actually felt the implications of this man being a high ranking Nazi officer, ever. He may as well have been any sort of authority figure with party membership (think, Schindler in Schindler's List) and nothing would have changed, except maybe Emma would have less of a reason to spy on him. I also have to comment on Emma's "spy work", because it was virtually non-existent and yet the plot is supposed to revolve around her resistance activity. She is literally useless to the movement, for all the espionage she accomplishes. It's really no wonder she never raises any suspicion (but Jenoff never neglects to tell you how dangerous her life is, though there is no real evidence of her ever being put in danger in the entire novel. This girl literally walks into a ghetto and, in a real Deus Ex Machina move, just walks right out again (out of a nazi wwii polish ghetto, wtf jenoff what do you think this is!!).
The author makes these all these unnecessary grasping attempts to convince the reader of just how high the stakes are, and just how dangerous and tense Emma's situation is, without ever successfully making me feel that tension and anxiety I ought to feel considering this young Jewish girl is working in close quarters with a Nazi while also being in league with the Polish resistance. WWII and the Holocaust are the most morally complex human events of the 20th century, but you'd never guess as much from the way Jenoff wrote this story. There is so so so much more wrong with this book than I have patience to write about, so I'll just leave it at that.
I ended up skimming the second half of it because I ran out of patience, and, to be perfectly honest, I can't even justify why I ever picked up this novel; one look at the premise and I knew this probably wouldn't be a particularly noteworthy, but I was on a WWII fiction kick and thought "why not". I'd say, don't bother with this one, it's absolutely not worth the time or headache.